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When The Tigers Broke Free

Pink Floyd
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D-DU-UDU
 It was just  before dawn one miserable  morning in black  forty-four
When  the foreward commander was told to sit tight,
 When they asked that his men  be withdrawn
And  the generals gave thanks, as the other ranks
Held  back the enemy tanks  for a while
 And the Anzio  Bridgehead was held  for the price
 Of a few  hundred ordinary lives
And  kind old King George  sent Mother a note  when he heard that Father  was gone
It  was, I recall,  in the form of a scroll  with gold leaf and all
And  I found it one day in a drawer of old photographs hidden away
And  my eyes still grow damp to remember
 His Majesty signed  with his own rubber stamp
It  was dark all around,  there was frost on the ground
 When the Tigers broke free
And  no-one survived from the Royal Fusiliers, Company "C"
They  were all left behind,  most of them dead  - the rest of them dying
And  that's how the high  command took my daddy  from me

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Readable chord sheet for When The Tigers Broke Free by Pink Floyd

It was j[C]ust before dawn one m[Gsus4]iserable morning in b[C]lack forty-four

[C]When the foreward commander was told to sit tight,

When they asked that his [F]men be wi[C]thdrawn

[C]And the generals gave thanks, as the other ranks

[Gsus4]Held back the enemy ta[C]nks for a while

And the [C]Anzio Bridgehead was [Gsus4]held for the price

Of a [C]few hundred ordinary lives

[C]And kind old King [G]George sent Mother a [C]note when he heard that [G]Father was gone

[C]It was, I re[G]call, in the form of a [C]scroll with gold leaf and all

[C]And I found it one day in a drawer of old photographs hidden away

[C]And my eyes still grow damp to re[Gsus4]member

His Majesty [C]signed with his own rubber stamp

[C]It was dark all a[G]round, there was frost on the [C]ground

When the Tigers broke [G]free

[C]And no-one survived from the Royal Fusiliers, Company "C"

[G]They were all left be[C]hind,  most of them [G]dead  -  the rest of them [C]dying

[C]And that's how the [G]high command took my [C]daddy from me

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